#unfortunatelynotgroot

[an-stoirm]

Hi there, would you do a bibliomancy reading for me, using Alice's Adventures in Wonderland? Thank you!

Gosh sorry this took me so long to get to x.x Been busy.

As there seemed to be no chance of getting her hands up to her head, she tried to get her head down to them, and was delighted to find that her neck would bend about easily in any direction, like a serpent. (pg 69)

It would seem the obvious solution isn’t going to work for you, but a more out-of-the-box solution will yield surprising results. 

[swampseer]

Hi there! I just had an awesome experience with a reading, and I wanted to tell someone about it. You were the first person I thought of,so I hope you don't mind me sharing! I was feeling pretty good, so I asked my friends if anyone wanted a reading. I ended up coming up with my own spread on the spot (my first!) and in the process of the reading I wound up with my very first personal correspondence! I've been trying to find my thing, my witchy niche, if you will, and I think tarot may be it!

That’s fantastic! Congratulations, friend!

[umbraureus]

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Phew, that’s a LOT of episodes. Also, a support group is exactly what I need. Or like an anime version of a book club. There’s no motivation to watch a thing in a timely manner like the threat of spoilers.

ikr like tumblr is too good at not spoiling things sometimes. naruto has been a thing for almost 20 years and i still dont kno why the thing happened to the uchiha clan??? and i probably never will at this rate

we should totally set up a tumblr anime-watchin club tho like imagine all the perks!!! 1) friends 2) motivation 3) friendship memes 4) anime recs for days

[14sunnydaze]

Sometimes when I am watching a tv show or a movie and something so sad happens that it makes me tear up, I watch that same part over and over again till it makes me cry. Then I watch it again and again and again until it can never make me feel anything at all. It doesnt matter that it isnt real, that it never was real. the emotions it evokes are what make it real. I hold these small sadness like crying jewels over my heart, reminding me that I can feel. But, like the images and sounds that produce these tear-spouting jewels, eventually it all dries up. What will happen, i wonder, when my heart is entirely dried up?